The crimson sword and the light arrow were about to land on the centipede's head almost at the same time, and it was obvious that both of them had the same mind, wanting to kill the centipede with one blow and grab luck.

Seeing this, Mo Xiuran's eyes flashed, his shoulders flickered, and the black light on his body immediately bloomed, and he also sent out a palm to the void in front of him, and in the whistling sound, a large black mist rolled out.

Although as a fellow sect, the luck obtained belongs to the Tianmai Palace, but the person who gets the luck obviously gets the greater benefits in the end, and the final reward of the sect is naturally very different.

As the silver scorpion scurried, it felt the sound of the air breaking behind it, and tried its best to twist its body, trying to dodge the attack.

"Boom" with a loud bang!

Although the silver scorpion dodged the vital point at the critical moment, the few silver feet on the left side were still hit by the sword and light arrows, and were directly cut off.

Seeing this, the tall and thin man and the man with the sword on his back all looked bright, and the magic trick in his hand was even more urgent, and he was about to kill again.

At this moment, a black water dragon of more than ten zhang in size roared down from the sky and bit the neck of the silver-armored scorpion with a thunderous force.

Although this scorpion has faintly surpassed the demon beast of Daozun's consummation, after such a long distance of running, both physical strength and mana have been greatly consumed, and now it has been injured for a long time, and it has not been able to dodge the black water dragon's pounce, and can only turn the scorpion tail into a silver lightning bolt and stab at the black water dragon's body.

Speaking of which, although the black water dragon was condensed by Mo Xiuran's world power, it was not much different from the real thing, and the two suddenly rolled together in the air, and a violent air flow burst out in all directions.

The man with the sword on his back and the tall and thin disciple were rushed by the wave of anger, and their bodies involuntarily retreated a few feet before they could stabilize their figures.

At this moment, Mo Xiuran's figure appeared out of thin air, wrapped in black mist, and jumped out directly between the two, with a low cry in his mouth, he rushed into the battle group with a violent aura.

Seeing this, the sword-carrying disciples and the tall and thin disciples were startled, and when they were about to rush in, they suddenly heard a wail from a huge scorpion, and Mo Xiuran's laughter sounded.

With a "whoosh", a silver figure flew out from the violent air flow at the battle group, and the two of them stared at each other, and their faces suddenly changed.

The silver figure was nothing else, it was the body of a silver scorpion, but it had lost the slightest vitality.

And as the silver scorpion was killed, the originally violent air flow also calmed down, and in the tumbling dust and smoke, Mo Xiuran slowly flew out, without the slightest damage to his body, and his expression was calm as usual.

"Senior Brother Mo is strong, admire, admire!" Seeing this, the tall and thin disciple put away the emerald green longbow, arched his hand with a complicated face, and said with some sneer.

The man with the sword on his back didn't speak, he withdrew the crimson flying sword behind his back with one move, glanced at Mo Xiuran's wrist, and saw that the gray light emitted by the peak of his luck was obviously a little brighter than before, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"This is the periphery of the secret realm, the two junior disciples don't have to be discouraged, if the three of us join forces, there shouldn't be many people who can reach the center of the secret realm faster than us. Mo Xiuran said lightly as if he hadn't heard of it.

When both of them heard this, they both nodded.

"Let's get out of here first, I'm afraid the spiritual power fluctuation just now will attract the attention of many people nearby--" Mo Xiuran turned around and said.

As a result, before his words fell, his face froze, and he raised his head to look in a certain direction.

I saw that in the distance in the sky, a white point of light emerged, and it shot towards the three of them quickly, as fast as lightning.

The three of them wanted to dodge again, but they were obviously not in a hurry. Coupled with the fact that there was only one person on the other side, the three of them were not only not afraid, but also eager to try.

The next moment, the light was clearly visible, and after a flash of white light, it stopped in mid-air not far from the three of them, and after the white light dispersed, a person was revealed.

I saw that the person who came was a young man with an ordinary face and dark skin, and the clothes he was wearing were clearly the clothes of the Fengmu Sect of Fengmu Domain.

The swarthy young man's expression was extremely indifferent, and his eyes swept over the three of them with unscrupulous eyes, and finally landed on Mo Xiuran, his eyes flashing slightly.

The man with the sword on his back had already pinched his sword trick secretly, and the other tall and thin disciple solemnly stretched out his hand to his waist.

"I don't know what this fellow Daoist has to say?" Mo Xiuran's expression was extremely solemn, he actually felt a feeling similar to that given to him by Hua Xia Jiu in this young man, which surprised him in his heart, and at the same time, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, and met the other party's gaze without showing weakness on his face, and asked coldly.

"Hehe, Tianmai Palace!"

The swarthy young man grinned as if he was smiling, and his arms suddenly turned to the sides!

Substantial silver rays surged out of his two sleeves in an instant, and at the same time, an astonishing momentum erupted at once.

Mo Xiuran and the three of them had been on guard all the time, and when they saw the movements of the swarthy young man, they immediately reacted.

The man with the sword on his back shouted, the sword trick in his hand condensed, and the long sword on his back rose into the sky, and suddenly turned into a rainbow more than ten zhang long, and with the rotation of the wheels of his hands, it suddenly disintegrated, turning into hundreds of slender sword lights, and rolled away at the same time in the direction of the dark youth.

Breaking the air!

This red sword light brought out a long tail of mangs, covering the sky, and like a meteor shower, the momentum was extremely amazing.

The tall and thin disciple had already held the emerald green longbow, the palm of his waist was blurred, and a cyan arrow was attached to the longbow, his eyes flashed, and his other arm suddenly loosened.

The sound of "snort" was loud, and the dense green light shot towards the dark young man covering the sky and the sun.

Mo Xiuran stood between the two of them, and did not make a rash move, but there was black water on his body rolling out, turning into a black dragon phantom and flying on the surface of his body.

The swarthy young man faced the oncoming red sword and cyan light arrows, and he smiled as if he had never heard of it, the crystal light in his eyes flowed, and the silver light shot out of his sleeve became more and more dazzling, and then there was a trembling sound in the air, and a palm-sized silver mirror quickly appeared.

There were hundreds of these mirrors, and after the buzzing sound, the surface of all the mirrors flashed, and suddenly spewed out silver pillars of light, sweeping through the void in front of them, and instantly swallowed up all the red sword light and cyan arrows.

Seeing that the person in front of him took the two attacks so lightly, the two disciples of the Tianmai Palace gasped, and Mo Xiuran's expression also condensed slightly.

However, before the three of them could attack again, the swarthy young man's arms shook violently, and hundreds of piercing pillars of light erupted from the mirror again, and after a flash, they were in front of the three of them!

The dense pillars of light were like silver tides, and they were about to completely submerge the three of them.

Seeing that the man with the sword on his back and the tall and thin disciple couldn't dodge, they opened up their small world, turned it into a few zhang in size, and protected themselves in the middle.

And Mo Xiuran let out a low roar in his mouth, and the black dragons all over his body burst one after another, turning into a layer of black fog that seemed to be a substance, protecting himself from leaking.

The three of them were able to do all this, and the overwhelming silver pillar of light rumbled past the place where the three of them were.

For a while, where the silver passed, the sound of "呑呑" was endless!

The ground, peaks, and boulders that were touched turned into clouds of green smoke in an instant, leaving a deep ditch hundreds of feet wide on the ground.

The next moment, as the swarthy young man's arms were retracted, hundreds of silver mirrors flashed with silver light, and they all retracted into the middle, turning into a small and delicate hexagonal silver realm, and was swallowed into his stomach with a mouth.

The silver light collapsed and disappeared in a flash, but there were two "plops" in the dust and mist, and two incomplete charred black corpses appeared in the deep pit, looking at the figure and the remaining fragments of clothing, it was vaguely distinguishable that it was the man with the sword on his back and the tall and thin disciple.

Both of them are now only half of their bodies left, as if they have been burned by the flames, the pseudo-immortal weapon in their hands has long disappeared, and the soul form has been wiped out.

The two Heavenly Vein Palace Daozi actually didn't even have the slightest power to resist, and they couldn't die anymore in such a daze, and they couldn't escape even a trace of their soul form, which was really a surprising thing.

At this moment, after a roar, countless black lights shot out from the dust and mist in the sky, turning into tens of thousands of black lights and shooting out in all directions.

Seeing this, the swarthy young man's face showed surprise, and his expression froze, he couldn't tell that the black light was Mo Xiuran's true body.

Hundreds of silver realms reappeared, and countless pillars of silver light shot out again, shattering ninety-nine percent of the black light, but there were still dozens of black lights escaping from different directions.

Seeing this, the swarthy young man did not chase after him, but just hung his hands in the air, still beating his green robe by the cold wind.

At the same time, a steady stream of gray mist swept out from the two mutilated corpses in the huge crater on the ground. And was included in it by the golden dragon jade seal on the wrist.

That's right! This swarthy young man is also a child of destiny, to be precise, it is the son of destiny of Fengmu Domain.

Five hundred miles away in a big lake, a black light fell from the sky, shot into the lake, turned into a pale face, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Mo Xiuran, sat at the bottom of the lake, took out the pill and swallowed it, and began to heal.

"Hateful! When did Fengmu Sect come out with such a demonic figure, I'm afraid it's not much weaker than Senior Brother Hua. Mo Xiuran's face was extremely ugly, and he was extremely depressed.

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In a basin surrounded by mountains and covering an area of nearly 1,000 miles, several waves of people are hanging in the air, stalemate with each other.

Tianji, the first Daozi of the Immortal Sword Sect of the Immortal Sword Domain, and a girl dressed in water green clothes were among them, and they were confronted by three men in brown robes.

Tianji is a stunning girl, like Tang Hu, she seems to appear in the Zhenfan World out of thin air, came to Fairy Sword City, and then the Heavenly Monument of the Fairy Sword Domain appeared in advance, and then Tianji left her name on the Heavenly Monument with the supreme sword way, and whether it is combat power, talent, or potential, it is the first. http://